Jake's POVI waited for Selena's response, but she remained silent for a while. She worried her lips, her face etched with sadness and tear stains. Finally, she met my gaze."Funny, I don't even know where my family is," she said softly.What? What did she mean? Did she lose them somehow? "But you have an aunt," I pointed out."I do," she murmured. "She took care of me, but she never tells me anything about my family." She looked genuinely downcast. If she was telling the truth, I couldn't imagine the pain of not knowing your family's whereabouts.Was it possible her family didn't care about her? "Why not ask your aunt for information?" I suggested. "Where is she?"Selena shrugged. Suddenly, her phone in her jeans pocket rang, startling her. She calmed herself enough to take it out and glance at the screen before looking back at me with trepidation.Her hand holding the phone dropped limply to her side. "Why aren't you picking up?" I asked, concerned."I... I can't talk right now," sh
Hillary's POVI finished the laundry, relieved that Max was still at his friend's sleepover. He'd be back that morning, though, so I used the time to be productive.Walking past my canvas and paints, I yearned to spend an uninterrupted hour just painting. But a glance around reminded me of my priorities. Before laundry, I'd cleaned my apartment. If I finished before Max arrived, I even planned to help Selena clean hers.Thinking about her now, worry gnawed at me. My gut feeling told me she was struggling with something she wasn't sharing. It saddened and frustrated me that she didn't trust me enough to confide in me.Getting married without my knowledge, and to the Marino family of all people! How did she end up entangled with them? I knew nothing about her background, and she didn't much associate with that crowd, except for Rose.And now she was pregnant for a husband I was sure she didn't truly love. The only thing I could offer was my support. I wanted to be a shoulder to cry on,
Jake's POVI should have been focused on the file in front of me and what my employee was discussing, but I was lost in thought. There had been whispers about the scandal, but the conversation ceased whenever I entered the room.The whole company was likely buzzing, but thankfully, sales hadn't dropped. At least the news wasn't painting me in a bad light. Selena was bearing the brunt of it all. Honestly, it was her fault for not being upfront about her family. Even with everything swirling around her, she hadn't said a word to me.Reporters were hounding me about my wife, but somehow, they hadn't gotten a hold of her yet. She must be good at staying hidden in these situations.Suddenly, I heard a voice calling my name from afar, and I felt a hand on my arm. I jolted back to reality. Jeff was giving me a questioning look."Mr. Marino?" the voice called again. "Is there a reason you're not responding?"I turned my attention back to the presentation. The head of the administration depart
Rose's POVI stormed into the Marino holding company, determined to confront Jake. He hadn't bothered to explain or apologize for leaving abruptly at the reunion, and our friends were furious. The guys, however, blamed us ladies for being too harsh on Selena.While I secretly wanted to savor her humiliation, Jake had ruined it. Back in high school, I'd always protected Selena, defending her from our friends. Now, she had the audacity to make me look like the bad guy, and to top it off, Jake supported her! It made me wonder if they even knew they were high school classmates.Anyway, I marched in demanding answers from Jake, but fate had other plans. I bumped into Kelvin, who assumed I was there to see him. He looked so genuinely happy and hopeful that I couldn't bring myself to burst his bubble."Surprise to see you here! Not here for Jake, are you?" Kelvin chuckled.I wanted to retort, "If you knew that, why'd you stop me?" but held my tongue instead. "Actually, I wanted to see you," I
Jake's POVThe call with Selena ended, and I straightened as Ms. Cassie joined me at the table. She flashed a sweet, flirtatious smile before settling into her seat and adjusting her short skirt."Hello, Mr. Marino," she began, her smile unwavering. "May I call you Jake?""I'd appreciate it if you addressed me as Mr. Marino. This is a business meeting," I clarified, establishing a professional boundary."You're late," she observed."I needed to ensure I was presentable for our meeting," I replied evenly.She frowned playfully. "This isn't a date?""Whatever you say," I conceded, wanting to keep the focus on business. "Can we order now? I'm famished."She signaled for a waiter and placed her order. I followed suit. Once we were alone again, she sighed contentedly, leaning back in her chair."Ready to discuss business?" I inquired."Not quite," she countered, suggesting we finish our meal first. She took a sip of the red wine the waiter had poured before leaving. The lingering effect of
Selena's POVI went back to the apartment, I was once again grateful for having kept it. With the penthouse swarming with paparazzi, it would have been a disaster without somewhere to hide. I had another shocking piece of news, entirely different from the garbage circulating in the media. The only person I could confide in was Hillary. Making sure I wasn't followed, I pulled into the apartment parking lot and parked in my designated spot. Stepping out of the car, I felt lightheaded, my feet ached, and my stomach rumbled. Now I understood the reasons, but the doctor's surprise mirrored my own.Hurrying to the elevator, I waited for an empty one and pressed my button. Two others joined me, paying me little attention. They might have recognized me, but perhaps they weren't interested in the news, just my aunt.As if mentioning her cursed my luck, my phone shrieked to life, startling me. My companion shot me a curious look, and I offered a sheepish smile and apology for the disruption.P
Jake's POVShe clearly wasn't expecting me. Shock painted her face as she opened the apartment door. "Well, surprise," I announced, stopping the door before it slammed shut and pushing my way in as she retreated.Fear flickered in her eyes as she backed away. Her gaze darted around the room, searching for an escape, but there was nowhere to run with me in the same space. "What the hell, Selena!" I shouted, raising my hand in frustration.She must have misinterpreted the gesture because she flinched, dropping to the floor and covering her face. What the hell? Did she think I was going to hit her? Disgust churned in my stomach.Taking two steps back, I watched her tremble. Goodness, I hadn't even touched her, and I never would. When her shaking subsided, she peeked up and saw the distance I'd put between us. Her face was flushed, tears glistening in her silver eyes.Fake tears wouldn't work on me. I wouldn't be manipulated. Slowly, she rose to her feet, her posture a little stiff. Somet
Selena's POVTears streamed down my face, each one a fresh stab of pain in my chest. He didn't believe me, didn't believe a word. He never cared. The ache in my heart spread as I realized he didn't care about me, or my family. I looked down at the ring on my finger, a mindless choice from our shotgun wedding.The sound of the door opening and closing again jolted me. Did he leave? "Why the hell are you back here for?" I screamed, eyes squeezed shut. "Adding salt to the wound?""Selena?" A confused voice, so much like Hillary's, spoke up. I opened my eyes to see her standing at the living room entrance. That's when the dam broke, and the flood of tears and pain spilled out.I poured my heart out to Hillary. I couldn't hold it in anymore. I needed to tell someone, and who better than her? "It hurts so much, Hill," I cried, gasping for breath. "My heart is aching, I'm in so much pain.""Okay, okay, breathe," Hillary soothed, holding me close and rubbing my back. "Think about the baby."